Not That Girl

I’m not that girl,

The one you see sitting in the back,

Listening intently as the teacher rambles on.

I’m not that girl,

That is already done with homework,

Five minutes after getting the assignment.

I’m not that girl,

That flaunts her 100 on a test,

By letting the teacher compare everyone’s to hers.

I’m not that girl,

That has a perfect life,

And everything is going perfectly for her.

That’s not me.

I’m that girl,

That will smile at you to cheer you up then goes and hides,

In the bathroom so you don’t see my tears.

I’m that girl,

That tries hiding under her desk from embarrassment when her teacher comments,

On her high score she didn't even study for.

I’m that girl,

Finishing her homework while hoping,

The bell doesn’t ring for the class it’s due for to begin.

I’m that girl,

That’s mind is on anything else,

But the lesson on probability.

I’m that girl,

You’ll never get to know,